Sometimes I feel more dead than alive. I try, try, try? I don't know why, got to remind myself I'm not the only one. In case I die tonight, tell my
Traduzione: Akas. Nella causa I Die Tonight.
I was a nut case, quick to blast Livin underage, but he'll blaze on yo' bitch ass Is there a heaven for a G? And if it is, will I finally get to be at
Verse 2:] I ain't a gangsta rapper (nah) I ain't a trapper neither But I'm known to carry paper like a Trapper Keeper You're wearin' rare Nikes tonight
my blast on Give me a second, let me tie this blue rag on And take a note from ?? I'm a Crip down Fuck a Elm, fuck a Holly, fuck a Fruit Town T-Black,
It's all out war, on the frontline Niggas bust a missile, don't you hear the whistle? you busta you, I bust a K for dismissal Talk shit, get licked by
slime On a rainy day I got them back with two 9's and 20k Timberland boxes of plenty yay, more squares than? Our records carry? like a Fendi case. Huuhh
it foul, major cheddar to rake In the seed, by the case, wild thugs far from fake I took off, playin' the crate, that rob out, we creep jake Oh, that's a
Oh I hate . . . that's a drum, that's gotta be a drum. Don: I mean . . . I know what it's like, to me the idea of being commercial is doing something
next to a dime that I wake up to a meal House on the hills Where Hurricane lay his head at Anywhere in the U.S., that's where I get my bread at Nigga
flyin' through my body I grab their tail then slew his army I say a verse just to wake the zombies It's Priesthood.. *panting heavily* [Hook: Hell Razah
4: Juvenile] Now a nigga was makin cake rolls by the case loads kept a chopper with a arm fold wherever I go and I always had to hustle & I could go
in da dirty with U.G.K, I'm a certified hustla, got what it takes, You move a dollar a bag, I move a thousand a case, Got da mind and da muscle, It's
givin' it up, ah C'mon [Verse 1: Ja Rule] Baby, it's just a typical, everyday, one night thing It's a physical, I'm a love, you tonight thing F**k,
good honey dip then drop ya draws quick I see you, there's that tatoo I G'd you A small world, I fucked a bunch a black, fat and tall girls Smoke a Marlboro
s the limit, 'til I die and I'm in it But that's not the case tonight Pop a case tonight Like whatever you want do, it's okay tonight See 'cause all of
with the sawed-off, K's and glocks For them hoes that's so tight they can't be stopped We don't really give a fuck if that's ya hair or not Just do it
that your homeboys pack I'm frustrated and I'm broke, but I'm keeping the faith I wrote my own name on a list, of the people I hate And I don't rehabilitate
